What comes to mind for you when I say the word "Home"?
I've thought about this topic a lot lately. In many different ways.
In the next six months I will be writing a column and editing content for a start-up regional magazine that will have an emphasis on "Home."
I'm also involved in a ministry steering committee in the Quad Cities where the objective is to provide a "home" for young women in college who find themselves in an unplanned pregnancy situation. These young women have the goal to both carry the pregnancy to term and complete their education.
On a personal note, our home is a physical place, a feeling, and a dream. (That's not confusing at all...right?)
Brian and I have a home. We have a blended family of seven kids. Two live at home with us. Four are in four different colleges. One is gainfully employed and engaged to be married this fall.
Our home is a place. The address we live. Where we "hang our hats." Even though Brian is from the neighboring town (where his story begins), we are proud to be Durant Wildcats. (I still let Brian wear his Wilton t-shirts.)
Our home is "where the heart is." Often this means we are on the road, visiting our kids. Supporting them in their college activities, professional activities, and their giftedness-es.
Our home is in the dreams for our future. This one is a tough-y to explain. We both have a dream to be able to travel in work and ministry. If you look at our pinterest boards, you will see tiny homes and luxury "sheds." We both seem to like a home-based-type of "campground" or luxury shed, allowing us to travel when the work allows. And allowing other ministries to come to where we are. This is another topic. You'll have to ask me about it sometime.
My issue is with this type of home is "camping." My idea of roughing it is a hotel without a continental breakfast and bad pillows.
Truth be told, it is mostly the "pillow" thing.
So I'm writing a chapter for a book about this topic and I'm finding it pretty difficult to nail down exactly how to describe "home."
"Where your story begins."
"Where your heart is."
"Home Sweet Home."
Home is the nicest word there is." (that is from Laura Ingalls Wilder.)
"A house is made of walls and beams, a home is built with love and dreams."
Perhaps you can help me.
How do you describe home? Is it a place? Is it a feeling? Is it a dream or where you have been called?
I'm curious and I'd love to hear your response.
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